Zhu Tian: A journey of spiritual practice starting from Joy of Life

Chapter 58: Lip-talk and Fan Xian being whipped
After saying that, Leng Feibai Huaguang left Niulan Street.

"It's over!"

Fan Xian's eyes went dark and he felt a numbness on his back.

Looking at Fan Xian's expression, Teng Zijing couldn't help but push him and said, "Are you really that afraid of him? I think Leng Feibai is quite easy to talk to!"

Fan Xian forced a small face and said, "It's the calm before the storm. I feel like I'm going to die miserably. Old Teng, let's go back quickly!"

After saying that, Fan Xian gave Wang Qinian some more instructions, asking him to go to Zuixianju to pass on the message, and then he dragged Teng Zijing, who was also covered in dust, back to the Fan Mansion.

The news of Fan Xian's assassination spread throughout Kyoto in no time, but soon, the news that Leng Feibai, the ruthless Iron Palm, appeared and killed Cheng Jushu with one palm also spread throughout Kyoto.

Inside the Imperial Palace, Emperor Qing, who had just finished dealing with memorials, was surprised to hear Eunuch Hou's answer. "Fan Xian was assassinated by assassins from Northern Qi and Dongyi City. How is he doing?"

Eunuch Hou quickly replied, "According to the Inspection Bureau, Fan Xian and Teng Zijing fought a fierce battle with Cheng Jushu. Later, Leng Feibai arrived and killed Cheng Jushu with a single blow. He saved both of them!"

"What a Leng Feibai!"

Emperor Qing's frown relaxed and he continued to ask, "Where is Fan Xian now?"

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Hou said with a strange look on his face, "Fan Xian and Teng Zijing went to Leng Feibai's residence, but for some reason, Fan Xian seemed very flustered, as if he was afraid to go in."

After hearing this, Emperor Qing couldn't help but think of something, and said in a deep voice, "Go tell Fan Jian to take three days off so he can take care of his family affairs. Then call the Crown Prince and the Second Prince, they've gone a bit too far!"

Outside the courtyard opposite the Fan Mansion, Fan Xian looked at the two wooden doors in front of him and couldn't help but feel uneasy.

He never expected that Leng Feibai would actually go to the opposite side of Fan Mansion and buy a yard.

"Old Teng, wait outside!"

Fan Xian swallowed hard and said through gritted teeth, "If I don't come out within two quarters of an hour, go to the Fan Mansion and call my father over, or I'll be dead!"

After saying that, Fan Xian pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered, Fan Xian saw Leng Feibai sitting quietly under a tree in the yard, holding a rattan stick in his hand.

On the other side of the yard, there were two women in white clothes with their mouths gagged, leaning against the wall and falling unconscious.

"coming!"

Leng Feibai looked at the hesitant Fan Xian, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, raising his hand and hooking it at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian's body suddenly became uncontrollable and flew directly in front of Leng Feibai.

"Long time no see, Brother Feibai!"

Fan Xian scratched his head and said, "Thanks to you today, otherwise Old Teng and I would be in danger!"

"You still know the danger!"

As Leng Feibai spoke, he picked up the rattan stick and hit Fan Xian three times in a row.

Fan Xian dodged left and right as he was hit, saying aggrievedly, "I admit I was careless. I didn't expect them to do this in Kyoto!"

"did not expect!"

Leng Feibai cursed angrily, "What did grandma tell you back then? Kyoto is not a good place. And you, on the other hand, don't even bring guards with you when you go out. What? Do you think Kyoto is Danzhou Port where you can do whatever you want?"

After hearing this, Fan Xian curled his lips and said, "Didn't I also bring Teng Zijing with me... Ouch!"

Leng Feibai fired three shots in a row after hearing this. "This is Kyoto. There are many ninth-grade masters. You go out with a seventh-grade Teng Zijing. If you encounter danger, will you protect him, or will he protect you?"

After saying this, Leng Feibai put down his cane and said, "Let me ask you, what did I tell you before you came to Kyoto?" Fan Xian rubbed his arm and said with his head down, "Tell me to use my brain more after arriving in Beijing, or else you'll whip my butt until it breaks!"

"So you still remember!"

Leng Feibai gritted his teeth and said, "Then let's settle the accounts. You've made several mistakes along the way!"

“Once, three times!”

Fan Xian said tentatively. After all, things had indeed been a bit absurd since he came to the capital.

"No rush, start counting from the assassination in Danzhou! Three hits for each one!"

Leng Feibai counted them one by one, "When you came to Kyoto to investigate the assassination in Danzhou, you should have considered all the possibilities after entering the capital, and made fewer mistakes!"

After saying that, Leng Feibai swung his cane and hit him. Fan Xian took a breath and didn't dare to say anything.

"Teng Zijing asked you to help him fake his own death. On the way, you discovered he had infiltrated your convoy and was traveling with you. You should have been prepared for the consequences of Teng Zijing's fake death being exposed. But you did nothing and even took him around the world. How naive!"

"On the way to Beijing, you ran into Mr. Fei on a mission. You actually rushed up to him and asked him about the mission. What a reckless mistake!"

"Wait a moment!"

Fan Xian dodged the cane and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with me meeting the teacher?"

Leng Feibai was furious and continued, "It's extremely important for the Inspection Bureau to plant spies in Northern Qi. If something goes wrong in the future, the Inspection Bureau will definitely investigate everyone who knows about it. If the culprit of the assassination in Danzhou throws dirty water on you, what will you do?"

After hearing this, Fan Xian felt a chill down his spine and lowered his head silently.

"After arriving in Beijing, you met Lin Wan'er at the Qing Temple. It was as if you were possessed by a demon, and you forgot everything you were supposed to do."

Leng Feibai looked very disappointed. "If you didn't know that Lin Wan'er was the so-called chicken leg girl, the first thing you would do would not be to investigate the assassination in Danzhou, but to do everything you could to break off the engagement with Lin Wan'er, right?"

Fan Xian did not refute. He knew very well that if Leng Feibai had not given him Lin Wan'er's portrait, letting him know that Lin Wan'er was the girl he loved, he would definitely cancel the so-called marriage at all costs.

"Yishijuwai, Li Hongcheng invited you to a poetry gathering. The first thing you should have done was to figure out what traps the other party would set for you! Instead, you rushed into the crowd of other people's women like a lunatic!"

Leng Feibai said this and poked Fan Xian on the forehead. "What's the matter? Have you never seen a girl before, or is Lin Wan'er just so beautiful that she's bewitched you like King Zhou meeting Daji?"

Fan Xian took a few steps back, his face feeling as if it were on fire.

"Forget it, I don't want to talk about it anymore!"

Leng Feibai clutched his chest in anger and said, "If you think you can kill all your enemies with stupidity, then I don't mind you continuing to be stupid. Or do you think your stupidity won't implicate the people around you and cause them to lose their lives in vain?"

As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian's eyes suddenly turned red. Leng Feibai's words were like steel spikes, piercing directly into his heart.

But if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with what Leng Feibai said.

If Leng Feibai had not arrived in time today, it would be uncertain whether he and Teng Zijing could survive in front of Cheng Jushu.

"Brother Feibai, I was wrong!"

After Fan Xian finished speaking, he squatted on the ground and began to cry softly.

Leng Feibai sighed, put down his cane, pointed at the two unconscious women in the corner and said, "Those two women are the murderers who just shot the arrows. I hand them over to you now. If you can't find out who is the culprit who planned the assassination on Niulan Street, you will return to Danzhou honestly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door opened with a bang, and Fan Jian and Teng Zijing walked in one after another.

Upon seeing Fan Xian's expression, Fan Jian couldn't help but say, "As a sworn brother, you're being too harsh. Even though Fan Xian was wrong, you shouldn't be so cruel."

(End of this chapter)